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He laughs and pulls me down over him. “That’s because you’re a sex maniac, Ashley Tucker, my all night fucker.” He bites me and I giggle as I try to escape.I pull out of his arms and sit up to look at him. “I’m serious, Cam. I want to date. I want to get to know you without the constant power struggle between us. I want to have fun like we did in New York. That was the best weekend of my life.”He smiles softly and runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “Did I tell you I loved you today?” he whispers as his eyes search mine.I smirk. “Only a few thousand times.”He smiles and kisses me quickly. “Let’s go home to our son,” he breathes as he gets out of bed. “I want my whole family sleeping in the same house.”You know those crazy bitches that look at their boyfriends all doe-eyed and shit?I’m one of them.I’ve officially crossed to the other side.Owen and I are standing in line as Cameron organizes our luggage at the airport. We’re en route to New York to see Andrew’s mother. Cameron
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I laugh and Owen holds up his closed fist for me to bump it with mine.Ashley stands and puts her hands on her hips. “That bloody hurt, you know?’I smile as I look up at her. Two lopsided pig tails sit high on her head.I raise an eyebrow. “You look like a naughty school girl.” “With a very sore head.” She frowns as she rubs her scalp.“Next time Dad’s getting his hair done,” she murmurs as she disappears into the bathroom.I lie in bed and read the news on my phone.Owen is asleep in the other room and Ashley has just gotten out of the shower. I’m dreading her and Owen going out with Andrew for the day tomorrow, but I’m trying to be the bigger person and not let it get to me. She comes around the corner from the bathroom and I drop my phone in awe.Two sexy, high pigtails hang over her naked shoulders. The only thing she’s wearing is my work tie. She looks fucking edible.“I’m here for detention, sir,” she breathes sexily as her eyes hold mine.I feel my cock twitch with appreciati
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Her hips start to move with me and I know she’s close to opening up.“How does that feel, Ashley?”She moans. “So good, sir.” Her hips start to circle faster, her body taking control.I pull her lips apart so I don’t hurt her, and with one hand on her hip, I start to really pull her down onto me with more force.“Open up, Ashley. Let me in.”She cries out and I pull her down hard to slide home deeper. We stay still as our hearts hammer away in our chests. “Now kiss me, Ashley.”She frowns and leans in and gently takes my lips in hers. I slide her forward on my cock and she shudders.“You like that, don’t you?” I ask as I rock her back and forth.She smiles against my lips and nods.“You’re such a dirty girl,” I whisper.“Teach me how to fuck, sir,” she breathes.Oh hell, how much can a man take?“You want to learn how to fuck, baby?” I breathe.She nods. “Yes, please.”I lift her up and slam her back down onto my cock. She whimpers and her head falls back.Up and down, I work her hard
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Hello, you’ve reached Cameron Stanton. Leave a message.“Ahh, stupid voicemail,” I scream. “Answer your fucking phone.”For half an hour, I battle traffic.I get to the hotel and park in the loading bay then run through the foyer and push the button on the lift. “Come on, come on, come on,” I whisper.It arrives and I jump in and scrunch up my face as my tears pour free. This is a disaster.I get to my floor and run down the long corridor, shoving the door open.My heart sinks.The room is empty. “Cameron?” I call. “Owen?”Their stuff is gone. I notice something on the coffee table and I run over.My lone plane ticket is sitting there alongside a note.We’ve flown home early.You may as well stay here.30My hands go over my mouth. He left.He left me here in New York.I’ve got to try and catch him at the airport. I glance around the room. Annoyingly, I need to get my things together. I just don’t have time for this shit. I run around and grab my toiletries and clothes from the bathro
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“Fucking voicemail,” she shrieks in a panic. “Oh my God, Cameron. I’m so sorry. I took some headache tablets and they must have knocked me out. I just woke up on Andrew’s mothers couch. I’m so sorry. I’m coming now.” She hangs up.My blood pressure rises. The fury I feel is beyond belief and boils my blood.Does she think I’m stupid?“Was that Mom?” Owen asks.I nod, lost in my thoughts.“She’s going to be very angry that we left without her.”I glance over at him and then back to the road.“She might not come home. She might stay here.” He frowns, speaking with a worried little voice.I take his hand in mine as I stare out the window. The phone rings again and I let it go to voicemail before I listen to it.Ashley’s voice is frantic. “Oh my God, Cameron, forgive me. I love you. I’m on my way.”I get a lump in my throat as I stare out the window.Every ounce of my being wants to be as far away from her as possible, yet I know if I go and take Owen, it will be over for us.“Can’t we ju
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Trust is earned.And little by little, Cameron has earned it. I think the turning point for us was when he came back for me in New York.Furious beyond belief, yet he came back.He lost his ever-living shit and didn’t talk to me for a week.But he stayed.Every night, we stayed together as a family and, although he wasn’t talking to me and it was torture, he was in my bed and I felt safe.That was twelve weeks ago and our little family has gotten into somewhat of a routine now. The nights that Cam would have had Owen, we stay at his house, and the nights that I would have had Owen, we now spend at my house. Cam cooks for all of us and has us in stitches with his sense of humor. Jenna and Cameron are getting along famously and life is surprisingly good. Of course, there is still a power struggle between the two of us at least once a day. I have to admit Cameron usually wins, simply because I can’t be bothered fighting with him anymore.It’s funny how things turn out. I’ve stopped sweat
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“Drive home carefully, Bloss.”I smile and bend to his ear with my hand on his shoulder. “I love you.”He smiles and puts his hand over mine. “What’s not to love?”I shake my head and he laughs out loud—that carefree beautiful laugh that permeates through my bones. “Goodbye, Cameron.” I shake my head and go back to work.It’s four in the morning when I pull into his driveway.The gates are immediately opened on my arrival. I know that security have been waiting for me to get home. I lock up my car and put my fingerprint into the front door scanner. It unlocks and opens. Whoever would have thought I would one day stay in a house where a key isn’t required?The kitchen light is on, and I walk in and throw my handbag down.A note is sitting on the counter.Your dinner is in the fridge, hottie,xI smile and walk into the laundry, take off my scrubs, and put them straight into the washing machine.We both do this. It’s a habit. As soon as we get home from hospital, our scrubs get washed i
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The man narrows his eyes at Cameron and turns back to his partner to continue dancing.Cam pulls me back to him and I giggle against his chest. “Every time we dance, you fly me into someone,” I whisper.He holds me close and looks down at me sexily. “They should get out of my way, I’m a lethal weapon out here.” He kisses me.“À plus d'un titre,” I whisper against his lips.Translation: In more ways than one.His eyes darken. “Allons à la maison, ma belle bombe Bloss.”Translation. Let’s go home, my beautiful Bloss bomb.I smile as we continue swaying to the music. After a few more dances, he drags me from the dance floor and over to the elevators.The bell pings and my eyes flicker over to him as he smirks.Oh no.“You know, small things amuse small minds,” I whisper.The doors open and reveal three people in the elevator. He raises his eyebrow sarcastically.“I wouldn’t know. I don’t have either.” He holds my hand in his and walks into the elevator and we take our place at the back.
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“Don’t.” I pull from his grip. “And don’t tell me you like it rough, either,” I add. “That is way too much information which I do not need to know.”Abbie grabs Ben’s forearm. “Bridget needs to be punished. You need to take her home right now,” she says seriously. Of all the things she could have said. “In fact, give her one for me,” she adds.“Abbie!” I snap. “Shut the hell up.”Tash puts her hand over her mouth and bursts out laughing.Adrian’s and my eyes widen in horror.Ben nods. “That’s a good idea, Abs.”He grabs my arm and pulls me toward the door, and I snatch my arm from his hold.“Don’t touch me.”“Cut out the dramatics,” he says as he pushes me forward.“Dramatics?” I repeat as I storm toward the door. “You’ve lost the fucking plot.” I exit up the stairs, out onto the water’s edge on the cobblestone pavers.He falls into stride beside me and the ocean breeze whips through my hair.We walk in silence for a while and I glance over at him, seemingly deep in thought.“What are
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Your neck looks edible.I could sink my teeth into it.What?I frown and lift my eyes to his. He holds his beer up in a cheers symbol and takes a drink as his mischievous eyes hold mine. He’s sitting back in his seat, legs wide, and his huge shoulders show off all his power. Unable to help themselves, my eyes roam down to his strong muscular forearms and I swallow the lump in my throat. Honestly… why the hell is he so freaking hot?The conversation carries on around us as my heart rate picks up.Okay, what the actual fuck is going on here? I’m not imagining this.That was a definite flirty text.But what do I write back?Fuck off, asshole. That’s what I need to write. I text back:Vampires aren’t really my thing.He reads his text and smirks. I pick up my drink and sip it as I make eye contact with Adrian, who frowns subtly in question. My phone beeps again.Have you thought about me?I swallow the lump in my throat and immediately text back.Never.A reply bounces back.Liar.I feel
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The table erupts into giggles and I choke on my drink. That is such a Cameron thing to say. Cameron is Joshua’s younger brother, and someone very dear to us all. He’s never serious for a moment, and it’s hard to believe he’s a doctor in L.A. He’s cheeky as all hell and keeps us amused with his wicked one-liners and sense of humor. He has every woman he meets eating out of his hand.“Cameron!” Abbie snaps, feigning shock. “For your information, I do not bang like a barn door.”He smiles into his beer. “I beg to differ.” His eyes dance with delight as he teases.“You wish you knew if I banged like a barn door, Cam,” she replies flatly.He raises his glass with a grin.Joshua frowns. “I think you might need a new phone, Didge.” He narrows his eyes as he concentrates. “The engage seems to be disabled.”I roll my eyes. “Will you speak English? What does that even mean?” He looks up at me and raises a brow. “It means it’s fucked.” He hands it back over the table to Natasha, who hands it to
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“Bring him to me?” I repeat with a raised brow. Is he kidding me? “What are you, Henry VIII now?” Unable to help it, I smirk. “What are you going to do, Ben? Behead him?”His eyes hold mine for an extended moment. “Possibly.” He must realize how ridiculous he just sounded because he smiles sexily. “It’s tempting.”Our eyes lock and a ripple of electricity zaps in the air between us.Cut it out.Silence hangs, but he finally breaks it. “It’s good to see you, Didge. I’ve thought of you often.”My eyes search his. I get a lump of regret in my throat and I just want to shake him for putting me through hell.I force a smile. “You, too.”I don’t mean it. Seeing him only makes it hurt that little bit more, knowing we didn’t work out. Unfortunately, I wasn’t imagining the chemistry we had. I always had hoped that maybe it had been a dream. I thought that if we ever saw each other again it would be like seeing an old friend in the street—I would feel nothing and be happy that I had moved on an
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“He’s not that bad.” I laugh. “And yes, he’s a cop… and he’s smoking hot, so he’s got a lot to love. Keep your opinions to yourself, Abs. Please remember you’re dating a gorilla on steroids. You can’t exactly judge.”Natasha and Abbey laugh, and I glance up and see Max smirking in the rearview mirror.“Yeah, well, that gorilla is an animal. I’m so down with gorillas.”Tash and I smirk because Abbey is a slut—a bona fide, self-confessed, slut. She loves men and sex, and she’s enjoying every perk of being a super attractive single woman. Her hair is long and golden, and she has a kicking body that she shows off unashamedly.She has every man she meets eating out of her hand.Her mantra is no boyfriends, no strings… just fun.And, boy, does she have the fun. I don’t know how she has the energy, to be honest. It seems like a lot of work.The car comes to a slow crawl before it stops, and we climb out to make our way to the bar where we’re all meeting.Joshua, Cameron, Scott, and Adrian ar
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I know he’s strong. I know he’s not a talker. But those nights in his arms were filled with tenderness and love.Where is that man?Because I want him back.I lie in the darkness at 1:00 a.m. The sound of the ocean drifts through the room and the soft breeze rolls over my body. As usual, I’m torturing myself with thoughts of Ben Statham and his beautiful body. Where is he now? Is he asleep?The last time we were together I told him I loved him. I never meant to, but I couldn’t help it. I was all soft and emotional from my orgasm-high, and the words just slipped out.Is that why he ran?I blow out a deep breath and stare at the ceiling as I go over that last night we spent together for the ten-thousandth time.If I knew it was to be our last night together I would have done more, said more,done anything to make him stay.The door opens, and I roll over. My heart catches in my chest.“Ben,” I whisper.He walks in and closes the door behind him, his hands clenching at his sides. He seem
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Cameron looks up and spots me watching him through the window, and he smiles sexily and makes his way across the garden. Before I know it he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses me.“Permet de se faufiler au lit.” (Translation: Let’s sneak off to bed.) He nibbles on my neck and I smile as I try to wriggle away from him.“No.” I turn, and he takes me in his arms. I look up at him and he kisses me softly. “You know, you’re kind of all right for a farm boy.” My hands drop to his behind and I give it a squeeze. Everything is still gorgeous about my man; he’s only gotten better with age.He smiles sexily down at me. “I’ll show you what a farm boy can really do.”“Dad!” Juliet calls.He rolls his eyes.“Dad!” Zander yells. “Where did you go?”He puffs air in his cheeks and looks out the window, and then smiles broadly as an idea comes to him. He ducks down and crawls through the kitchen and back through the house.“What are you doing?” I ask as he crawls up the hall, towards the
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I nod and scrunch my eyes shut as another contraction comes. My doctor walks into the room. “The doctor is here.”“Put him on,” Cameron asks.I hand the phone to the doctor. “It’s Cameron.”He frowns and takes the phone. “Hello?” He listens for a moment. “Why? Where are you?” he asks. “Just a minute. “He puts the phone down and gives me an internal and then gets back on the phone. “She’s nearly ready to push. I’ll do my best. It’s progressing very fast.” He hands the phone back to me.“Hey, Bloss. I’m coming, babe.”I nod as tears start to roll down my face. He’s not going to make it. I know he’s not.“I love you,” I whisper.“I love you, too. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” He hangs up.I start to cry, blubbering-mess-crying, and I just want Cameron here. Why, oh, why today of all days?My eyes widen, and then I scrunch them shut.“What is it?” Adrian frowns.“I need to push.”CameronI tear off my gloves and run out of the operating room. I bang the elevator button three times.“Co
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“Get on a plane. I’ll hire you a private plane,” I stammer.“It will take that long getting into one airport and out of the other…it’s quicker if I drive.”Shit.“All right.” I pause for a moment. “Can you leave immediately?”“Yes.” He sighs. “On my way.”I blow out a breath and the nurse wipes the perspiration from my brow. The room falls silent and everyone is edgy. I inhale deeply as I try to calm myself down. “Hanna,” I call.“Yes, Doctor.”“Can you keep in contact with Ashley by phone, please, and let me know if there’s any change, other than that I need to concentrate here.”“Yes, of course.” She pauses for a moment. “Calling her now.”I inhale again as I try to slow my heart to a regular beat.It’s okay, I’m going get there… fate couldn’t be so cruel as to let me miss another birth.Hold on, Bloss... hold on.Ashley“Ahhhhh!” I call as I sit slumped over in the car.Adrian’s eyes are nearly popping from the sockets and he’s driving like a maniac. We’ve been stuck in traffic for
